As Chu Tian's voice fell, the Myriad Worlds fell silent.
Chaos God Emperor hovered at the highest point above the Ancient Road, golden divine radiance shrouding his entire body like an undying Blazing Sun.
His face was obscured by the divine radiance, his expression impossible to make out. Yet that pressure—his mere existence alone—made the void at the Ancient Road's entrance twist slightly.
Bai Wujiang stood at his left, demonic flames surging around him. The newly regrown arm at his severed limb was pale in color, appearing and vanishing amid the flames.
His gaze was fixed—fixed upon that golden figure standing with his hands behind his back. Killing intent blazed in his eyes, but after all the upheavals in the Myriad Realms Ruins, he had learned restraint. He understood even better that the Azure Heaven Clans' present foundation and reserves were not yet enough for them to truly act without restraint.
Void Ancient Emperor, Eternal Ancient Emperor, Ancient Elemental Emperor, Asura Emperor, Saint Emperor, Spirit Emperor, Demon Emperor, Netherworld Ancient Emperor—eight figures stood in a row, like eight eternal divine statues, silently hovering above the Ancient Road.
Ten figures, ten terrifying auras capable of suppressing the ages.
They had not deliberately unleashed their pressure, yet merely "standing there" made the void at the Ancient Road's entrance solidify like an iron plate.
Throughout the void of the Myriad Worlds, countless divine senses converged.
Everyone could feel the towering fury in the Ten Ancient Emperors' hearts, fury enough to destroy the starry sky and the Myriad Worlds.
They had only just returned, only to be mocked and scorned so openly by a junior before the experts of the Myriad Worlds—and before The Sleepers. Where could they possibly put their dignity?
Countless divine senses intertwined through the void, weaving a dense net. Every